Bred in captivity, freedom has always captivated me.
Blue skies. Fresh air. That\'s all I\'ve wanted to see.
Blind. What\'s the blueprints for this prison?
I\'ve got to escape even if it\'s my last mission.
Trapped, the same four walls, the same locked doors.
I was born. Placed into someone\'s arms,
Now i’m lying alone on the cold floor.
Longing for belonging.
See the prison isn\'t just a vision,
Its reality for so many,
But standing up tall i’m ready.
Im confiding in you which means i\'m relying on you.
To fight for what’s right,
To try to find a light
A glimmer of hope.
For the people like me,
Who have to pay the fee.
Of living in a world where freedom is mistaken
remembered one minute then the next forsaken.
Bred in captivity, freedom has always captivated me.